Bab 103: The Cocky Zhang Rouchen, Minor Showdown

At the same time Zhang Rouchen's hand reached for Gongsun Ling's neck, his overbearing aura locked down on her. Under the intense bloodlust and murderous intent, her face paled quickly.

A small group of five mercenaries in the corner of the main hall, who had been playing a card game and ignoring everything else, abruptly quit their game.

One of them got up from his seat and vanished, reappearing in front of Gongsun Ling. At the same time, he unsheathed his sword to strike Zhang Rouchen's approaching hand. But the latter merely smirked and pressed forward.

The faint sound of a clean slash echoed next, but Zhang Rouchen's hand remained intact. The expression on the faces of the mercenaries instantly turned grim.

As peak third stage cultivators themselves, they were able to capture traces of what just occurred. The same went for every strong cultivator present, including Di Tian who had been secretly observing the battle from the consultation room himself.